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Someone

How the fuck
Did I ever let myself get caught up in all of this
All over again

It's like I can never learn
Hurt seems to have become
My reason for living
It's my daily bread

As soon as I think I'm over it
Here he comes
The next knight
Shining armor and all
A witty, sarcastic sense of humor
Brilliant eyes
And off I go
Swept into what is sure to become
The next agonizing defeat
Yet another chapter in my miserable memoirs

I'm always on the run
I know I have no time for this
It's always either my need to fly
Or him walking away
I sit on the floor of another empty bedroom
Crying and hoping no one will hear me
Praying that someone will hear me

It's like a part of me is conflicted
I know the pain is coming
But if I can find one more smile
If I could only find one more laugh and grin
Then the inevitable is somehow worth it

I tell myself not to get in too deep
I know what's going to happen
But here I am again
Wanting to cling and beg him not to go
And then I realize that this time it's not him who's leaving
I'm running away again
The only option is to step aside and watch me drive away
Maybe someday someone will step in the road and stop me

Meanwhile I'll be crying on your empty bedroom floor
Maybe someday

And here I go
No idea what's ahead
Dreaming of something better
Regretting everything and nothing
Eyes blaring
Waiting for the moment that I passed a long time ago

Maybe someday
Written by kestaa
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